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ON MONSIEUR'S DEPARTURE

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I grieve and dare not show my discontent,
I love and yet am forced to seem to hate,
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant,
I seem stark mute but inwardly to prate.
I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned.
Since from myself another self I turned.

My care is like my shadow in the sun,
Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,
Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.
His too familiar care doth make me rue it.
No means I find to rid him from my breast,
Till by the end of things it be supprest.

Some gentler passion slide into my mind,
For I am soft and made of melting snow;
Or be more cruel, love, and so be kind.
Let me or float or sink, be high or low.
Or let me live with some more sweet content,
Or die and so forget what love ere meant



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Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004


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  • Sangnam Nam (4/6/2009 7:04:00 AM)

    Maiden to be
    float
    over the water
    not to sink
    or
    not to
    drown
    which is not your fate....

    2 person liked.
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  • Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (11/19/2008 4:47:00 PM)

    The restrictions of being Royal as the heart flutters and yearns...no freedom to follow its whims.

  • Enoch John (6/18/2008 5:49:00 PM)

    This conflict may have arisen, no doubt, because of her position as Queen.

  • Greenwolfe 1962 (4/7/2008 5:10:00 PM)

    This is actually quite revealing of who she is. She is
    surely a ruler. For she knows her role and place above
    all other things, even love. She is human, but is more
    remarkable for it. The poem, well written, tells the
    truth. History, and it, has not betrayed her. I pray
    that mine, shall do the same.

    Greenwolfe 1962

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (5/13/2006 9:03:00 PM)

    QUEEN MOTHER...For sure you are watching and listening from a far better place than where we must write from for now, but I won't pass on the opportunity to speak
    and comment in the highest regards of your prsemanship in your earthly Life...
    You did well & will long be remembered, as you already have.

    '''''''''''''''''''''''''~f.j.r.~'''''''''''''''''''''''''

  • David Gerardino (4/23/2005 12:18:00 PM)

    two sides of a coin, good, bad, yes, no, up, down, and on and on...i like your poem very much.......

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